broken record

more progress has taken place with the packing. more sadness has taken place because of it.

this morning, as i was leaving the bed, i asked if i would see him when i got home tonight and he said, “yes.” and then i started crying because in the next few days, the answer will be “no.”

so, i’ve decided to stop asking the question.

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